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With the joint efforts of the criminal police, auxiliary police, armed police, bodyguards, and venue security, order was finally restored at the scene. It must be admitted that the curiosity and cunning of a journalist are enough to top a hundred onlookers. There were about 100 reporters at the scene, which is equivalent to tens of thousands of onlookers, and the pressure from the police can be imagined.

Inside the restrooms.

"Gu Ying Self-Pity" male No. 2 Zhong Xiulin fell on his back on the ground in front of the washstand.

There were a dozen tiny wounds on his back, blood running down the wounds, soaking his white shirt.

There was also a wound on the left temple, the wound was not large, but it was quite deep, and it looked like a fatal wound.

"Take control of the scene, never let anyone go! Also, find out all the people who have been in the bathroom, and I'm going to ask them one by one. Wu said to a criminal policeman.

"Don't look for it, Wei Changlin is the murderer." Yan Ruyu patted the sink in annoyance, "It's good to find out this guy early!" ”

"You've been following him since the beginning, why?" Wu said wrongly.

"On that phone call, Yang Xiaoye's mother said: He is very good to me. He, and not them, illustrates that the kidnappers are only one person.

Only one person had to come to the press conference, and he had to keep the kidnapped person in a secret place, which was not enough to reassure him, and he had to monitor the kidnapped person in real time. And to monitor a person in real-time, cell phone video is the most convenient tool. ”

"But he doesn't have to kill Zhong Xiulin!"

Maybe he didn't plan to kill Zhong Xiulin, but he just made a temporary move for some reason. I am sure that the murderer is him, because there is one of the most crucial pieces of evidence - it is Wei Changlin's hand. ”

"Hands?"

"When he got back to the venue, he bought a bottle of chilled water, if I'm not mistaken, because there was a layer of tiny droplets on the outside of the bottle, and who would drink chilled water in the winter? At the time, I just thought this man was a little weird, but now I understand his purpose, he wants to hide the wounds on his hands! ”

"You mean, when he killed Zhong Xiulin, he injured his hand?"

Wu Cuo immediately took a closer look at the blood stains on the ground, he took a number of blood samples, and said to the criminal policeman beside him: "Hurry back to the hall, let Section Chief Xu test this first, and see if these are the blood samples of one person or two people." ”

After the explanation, he went to observe the wounds between the fingernails and the wounds on the deceased's body.

"The wound is flat, very narrow, very narrow, this is ......"

"Like one Swiss knife that you can carry around?" Yan Ruyu said, "That kind of knife is about this wide, and the steel of the blade is hard and sharp, sharp enough to pierce a person's temple.

But as a murder weapon, the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, there is no gauntlet, if you use a Swiss knife to stab the temple, which is a bit hard, the murderer can easily scratch his hand, and Wei Changlin was certainly not spared.

He rinsed the wounds on his hands with water after killing people, but he found it difficult to stop the bleeding completely, and it was too obvious that he could not cover the paper or put a band-aid on it.

Fortunately, the toilet was next to the gate of the venue, and as soon as he came out of the gate, there was a small store, so he went to buy a bottle of ice water, rinsed the wound with ice water, and then continued to apply ice to effectively stop the bleeding. ”

"I'm going to arrest him for a surprise trial!"

Wu Cuo jumped a few crooked steps between the bloodstains, looking very funny, and when he arrived at the door, he took off his shoe covers, gloves, and masks a few times, whispered a few words to the two criminal policemen guarding the door of the bathroom, and the three of them walked into the venue together.

In order to avoid causing a commotion, Wei Changlin was politely invited to a nearby police car.

Naturally, the police car became a makeshift interrogation room.

Wei Changlin was silent for a while, and after smoking a cigarette, he finally spoke.

"The investment is almost down, and my movie is about to start shooting, but my mother ......"

There was a long silence again, and he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth hard, and his cheeks bulged, and he could see that he was trying to suppress his anger.

"Because of the bad reviews of "Gu Ying's Self-Pity", I was said to be the worst director of the year, and countless film critics on the Internet changed their tricks to ridicule me, saying that the Lifetime Achievement Award should be awarded to me, because everyone hopes that this is my last work, and they also say that I have the time to make this movie, what is not good......

I don't care about any of this, because I know how this TV series was made, and I think that as long as I make a good work, I can always prove myself.

But just as I was raising money for the movie, my mom suddenly fell ill. Originally, she had a bad heart, and when she saw the cursing on me on the Internet, she didn't come up in one breath...... It was too late when I was found, my mom lay in the intensive care unit for three days, and I even knelt down and begged the doctor to save her, but in the end she still ......

My mom left with regrets, she believed in me so much, she wanted to see me make a good movie, and in the end I let her down. ”

Wei Changlin's tears burst out of his eyes, he pulled his hair frantically, and even hit his head against the car glass past the criminal policeman next to him. Wu Cuo and a criminal policeman held him down to the left and the right until he had no strength to struggle, and only tears remained.

A strip of blood flowed from Wei Changlin's forehead, and Wu Cuo asked nervously, "Did you take all the sudden interrogations just now?" ”

A criminal police officer in the front passenger seat held up his mobile phone and said, "Don't worry, take a clear picture." ”

After the police arrest a suspect, they must take a video of the whole process, from escort to interrogation, and they must not miss a single bit, which is a hard and fast rule. In this way, on the one hand, it can avoid the possibility of the police extorting confessions by torture, and on the other hand, it can also avoid the possibility of criminal suspects framing the police to extort confessions by torture.

The reason why Wu Cuo was so nervous was that he was afraid that the wound on the suspect's forehead would be mistaken for evidence of torture.

Knowing the whole video, Wu Cuo put his mind at ease and asked Wei Changlin: "You lost your mother, and you took Yang Xiaoye's mother as revenge?" Killed Zhong Xiulin too? ”

"I just wanted to teach Yang Xiaoye a lesson, who knew that Zhong Xiulin actually heard that I was going to get the investment. He quietly followed me to the bathroom, and by chance he saw the video message on my phone - the video was taken by Yang Xiaopage!

He threatened me to give him the role of male number one, and asked me to revise the script according to his request after filming started.

I didn't have a good impression of them as actors who didn't have acting skills, and I just thought he should be damned at the time.

Right! Damn it! People who waste other people's hard work like this deserve to die! I must not leave this threat behind, so......

So when he turned around to leave the bathroom, I opened the Swiss Army knife on the keychain and stabbed him in the back a few times.

He turned around, stretched out his hand to grab me, and still opened his mouth, and felt that he was going to shout, and I remembered that I had read in a book before, that as long as you shine on a person's temple, even if you can't die, you will become dizzy, and you can't shout at all, so I stabbed him in the temple, and the result ...... And he died. ”

Wu Cuo looked at Wei Changlin's hand and said, "Your hand is also injured because of this, isn't it?" ”

Wei Changlin raised his hand, as an answer, Wu Cuo saw that there was indeed a deep wound on his right index finger.

The reason for the constant ice compress is that the wound is a little white. It's close to the color of the skin, and if you don't look closely, you really can't see it.

"Where is Yang Xiaoye's mother?"

Wei Changlin grinned suddenly, "I won't tell you, but I'll tell you a secret: the gas is on in the place where the people are closed, Yang Xiaopage ...... I'm afraid it won't last long. ”

Wu Cuo chuckled in his heart.

Gas poisoning can not only cause death, but if it is treated late, even if it is rescued, it will cause some damage to the brain, ranging from headache and dizziness to dementia.

Calculating the time, Wei Changlin has been out of the house for at least three hours, and if he doesn't save people, he may leave a lifelong regret.

Wu Cuo grabbed Wei Changlin's collar and said irritably: "Where is the person?!" ”

"Kill me, I won't survive anyway."

Wu Cuo suddenly let go, took a deep breath, and tried to make himself appear kind and sincere. He looked at Wei Changlin's eyes and said: "You did kill Zhong Xiulin, but it was a murder of passion, not a premeditated murder, there is a chance to give a suspended death sentence, and even because the other party is also at fault, you may be sentenced to life imprisonment."

To Yang Xiaoye's mother, you only committed the crime of kidnapping, not murder.

As long as you tell us where she is and let us rescue her, this is considered a timely remedial act, and the sentence can be mitigated.

Trust me, tell me where she is, you can't sentence her to death. ”

"Thank you for calculating for me," Wei Changlin leaned back in his chair, "indefinitely...... Reprieve...... For me, it doesn't make sense...... I'm done, for the rest of my life...... It's impossible to make a work again...... It's all over......"

"Where the hell is she? Where did you hide her? Wu Cuo asked anxiously and loudly, but Wei Changlin only cared about himself and ignored him at all.

It is not a way to go on like this, Wu Cuo did not dare to ask Wei Changlin again, for fear that he would have something mentally ill, and then he would be too embarrassed to get rid of this case.

Where exactly? Where the hell is this?

Wu Cuo felt that his brain had never been running so fast.

Suddenly, he felt a flash of inspiration, as if he had grasped a very important clue.

"Your mother didn't live with you when she died, did she?"

Wei Changlin suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened.

"No...... No way! You can't know! ”

His knee-jerk reaction has revealed everything.

Immediately, a criminal police officer got out of the car and went to check the address of Wei Changlin's mother before her death.

Wu Cuo said as he got out of the car: "If you want to kidnap the enemy's mother, your mother's residence is of course the most suitable place, you probably want to use this to comfort your mother's soul in the sky." ”

"My mother watched it...... She...... She'll definitely ......."

"She will be disappointed, because she has the impression that her son is a person who loves movies and wants to make a good movie, and is not a murderer!"

Wei Changlin lowered his head palely.

Half an hour later, Yang Xiaoye's mother was rescued from the house by the police of the local police station, and after being sent to the hospital, the initial examination was fine.

The press conference continued, but this time it was quite a commendation meeting.

The criminals were brought to justice, and his mother was rescued safely, Yang Xiaoye shed tears of excitement, he was grateful to the police officers who participated in the investigation of the case, and to the encouragement and support of his friends -- including these "friends" who had a holiday at the scene, and to the country and the party, in short, the atmosphere was very harmonious and loving.

He even invited Wu Cuo to come to the stage and say a few words.

I can't remember what Wu Cuo said, but I remember that I hurriedly glanced at it and found that there were a few people in the audience with disappointed faces, as if Yang Xiaopage's mother was saved was not the result they wanted to see.

Perhaps, the ending of Yang Xiaoye's family can satisfy them, so that when they perform with sadness and sympathy, and after walking out of the venue, they may put down their pretense and have an all-night carnival.

When the spotlight went out and the people in the venue dispersed in a hurry, Wu Cuo found that Yan Ruyu was still sitting in a corner of the last row.

"Didn't go to the game?"

"Look at these people, if you use half of today's acting skills to work, you won't make bad movies."

The answer was not asked, but the two tacitly agreed.

"Let's go, let's go, you're in for a treat."